June crawled into gear at the shop the same as last year, slowly. In June, school's dismissed and parent's minds are on vacation, daycare, graduation, weddings, summer survival, anything but motorcycles. Well, some minds might be on their bikes, but the dollars are designated elsewhere. The shop gets hot in June and the air is heavy. When work gets slim, someone has to go home, and my techs are so good, they work it out between them fairly, but I hate to send anyone home. They need their jobs for everyday survival. I need a transition here, just as I needed a transition in my thoughts when the shop started dragging. Here it is: so this is what I did.
I have a calendar on my desk that I write my major bills on each month on their due date with the words "Thank-you" over the bill. Amazingly, just the right amount of money or more comes in from Midtown repairs for each of those bills. I know that level of faith is established, and I have accepted it as a part of my relationship with Midtown and God. However, I have words in my head that send out a different message for June. I tell myself, "It's OK, it's always slow right after school lets out. It will pick up." It does every year. Do you see the flaw in that? I did, and changed my message. I wrote in the bottom corner of my calendar, "Best June ever!!!" I added a smiley face. I didn't write it lightly. I wrote it with conviction.
Then, as soon as I wrote it, dismal things started happening. Foot traffic stalled almost completely. A bike with an issue, just one month out of warranty came in, and I knew I had to compromise and work something out with the customer that would be fair to them and us. It was costly to us and required hours of unpaid labor, and the rain, not motorcycle friendly, began to fall daily. Instead of fretting, I believed the words on my calendar and I would ask my self, "Wow, how is this going to happen? I wonder how this will work? I wonder when it will come?" I did not let myself think anything but the truth I had established, it will happen. I didn't tell anyone but Bella Grace, my granddaughter, because she saw it on the calendar at the shop and asked what it meant, so I explained my thoughts to her. Business was slow, but it became a little more consistent by the end of the second week, in spite of the rain. By week three, the bikes started coming, and trailers pulled up, and calls were made for local tows, and my techs, as always, churned out job after job until yesterday, my last day of June at the shop, I sent them home with their paychecks, all bills paid, and I had "THE BEST JUNE EVER!"
I know it works, but I am baffled by the idea that I am still hesitant at times to call on that source.
My prayer for myself and all who read this today is this, "Father, increase our faith. Thank-you, Father. You are incredible!"
I need to take a picture of the calendar and share it, but it's at the shop, so I'll share another piece of God's remarkable work.
I have a calendar on my desk that I write my major bills on each month on their due date with the words "Thank-you" over the bill. Amazingly, just the right amount of money or more comes in from Midtown repairs for each of those bills. I know that level of faith is established, and I have accepted it as a part of my relationship with Midtown and God. However, I have words in my head that send out a different message for June. I tell myself, "It's OK, it's always slow right after school lets out. It will pick up." It does every year. Do you see the flaw in that? I did, and changed my message. I wrote in the bottom corner of my calendar, "Best June ever!!!" I added a smiley face. I didn't write it lightly. I wrote it with conviction.
Then, as soon as I wrote it, dismal things started happening. Foot traffic stalled almost completely. A bike with an issue, just one month out of warranty came in, and I knew I had to compromise and work something out with the customer that would be fair to them and us. It was costly to us and required hours of unpaid labor, and the rain, not motorcycle friendly, began to fall daily. Instead of fretting, I believed the words on my calendar and I would ask my self, "Wow, how is this going to happen? I wonder how this will work? I wonder when it will come?" I did not let myself think anything but the truth I had established, it will happen. I didn't tell anyone but Bella Grace, my granddaughter, because she saw it on the calendar at the shop and asked what it meant, so I explained my thoughts to her. Business was slow, but it became a little more consistent by the end of the second week, in spite of the rain. By week three, the bikes started coming, and trailers pulled up, and calls were made for local tows, and my techs, as always, churned out job after job until yesterday, my last day of June at the shop, I sent them home with their paychecks, all bills paid, and I had "THE BEST JUNE EVER!"
I know it works, but I am baffled by the idea that I am still hesitant at times to call on that source.
My prayer for myself and all who read this today is this, "Father, increase our faith. Thank-you, Father. You are incredible!"
I need to take a picture of the calendar and share it, but it's at the shop, so I'll share another piece of God's remarkable work.
Good morning.
He said to his disciples, "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or about your body, what you will wear. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing.
Luke 12:22
He said to his disciples, "Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or about your body, what you will wear. For life is more than food, and the body more than clothing.
Luke 12:22
Peace. Love, Linda
